If the geographical map is to be believed, I was walking in one of the urban areas that day. But if you believe not the formal signs, but your own eyes and senses, I was in a suburban area, walking among old dachas and new residential cottages.
I had the great bonus of technically remaining within the city limits: I had all the public transport at my disposal, and I could get here on a regular city bus. But it seemed to me that it would be more convenient and pleasant to take the suburban electric train. This mode of transport brought back memories: once upon a time, more than 20 years ago, we rented a summer cottage in this village.
I was going to walk along the old paths and gradually come to this old dacha. But when I got off the suburban train, it turned out that I didn't recognise the area at all. I was going to get off the train at the quiet, dusty village square near the little shop, but there were too many new mansions, high fences, asphalt roads, cars whizzing by... I didn't know which way to go and decided to just walk around the village.
I soon realized that the area hadn't changed as much as I first thought. Many old houses have survived and the old wooden dachas still form a noticeable segment of the settlement's development. Although in recent decades, many modern cottages have sprung up, built in the fashionable styles of chaotic and minimalism.
Suddenly I noticed a familiar house in front, on the opposite side of the street. I thought I was walking without a plan and turning left or right without a definite goal, but my feet led me to this old dacha. It hasn't changed much over the years. The yard is inhabited by a large family of black cats, and the cats clearly think they are the main owners of this old house.
Occasionally the silhouette of a skyscraper could be seen in the gap between the houses and trees, and I, of course, took a few photos in the style of "an old wooden house against the background of a glittering skyscraper".
Soon I came to the edge of the settlement, to the brick water tower and the bathhouse building. It was possible to finish the walk and walk back to the electric train, or the city bus.
I decided to add a little bonus to my account of the walk: some photos that did not make it into the main story, but illustrate that I had to choose my subjects carefully. Some of the buildings are hidden in dense foliage and not easily visible from the street. Others are enclosed by fences that spoil the whole view. And then there are the modern-day mansions - some of which may be desirable, but that won't be for another 100 years. For now, they're too new!
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| Smartphone | Google Pixel 3a |
| Location | Saint Petersburg, Russia |
This is my entry for the #WednesdayWalk challenge by 
